Two Boys, One Fate PROLOG

The smell of smoke was heavy as he looks around- his mind was hazy- was it from the Ghost Nip he did earlier? Or the shots of scotch he was doing just ... however the fuck long it had been- the sweet taste of the scotch was still lingering in his mouth as he looks around, before his arm is grabbed by someone.

"Lets dance... Punk." The voice as a bit... high? - It was girl, his eyes narrow- trying to focus his hazy mind, but he just couldn't seem to shake the feeling that he knew the blue haired teenager with pale skin as she drags him to the dance floor- He opens his mouth to say something, but the lips of the girl silences any protests he was about to make- He was dizzy, that was for sure- he couldn't concentrate as the girl dances with him- why did she kiss him? He didn't even KNOW her- the only reason why he had came to a party was because he needed to clear his mind and hopefully just fuck himself up enough to forget everything.

The girl smiles before speaking up "Shut your face and dance with me DipStick." - That nickname... DipStick- he knew that from somewhere right? Oh, thats right- someone used to call him that right?

He mentally nods as he tries to remember, what was her name? Where was he again- Thats right, a party.. somewhere... not that he really knew where anymore.

He was too fucked up to really remember anymore, the girl speaks up yet again "You even paying attention to me doofus or are you too fucked to even hear me anymore?" His baby blue eyes land on her glowing green eyes- That right, her name started with an E.. or was it an A?

Who cares, as long as she makes him forget everything else, then he'll be okay.

PROLOG END